A brick into the fairyland

Zhuge Buliang hesitated again and again, but still nodded.

The impoverished monk chuckled, chanted the Buddha's name softly, and said, "In that case, my friend, you can take a walk in Qianye City now, and then go to the palace in the center of the city to find the old monk."

After saying that, the impoverished monk suddenly became pale, and then disappeared in front of Zhuge Buliang.

"What! Afterimage?" Zhuge Buliang was taken aback, looking at the place where the impoverished monk disappeared.He didn't notice how the other party left at all, it shouldn't be as simple as an afterimage caused by high-speed movement.

"Could it be an incarnation outside the body?" Zhuge Buliang thought of the trick of the monster ancestor. [

Qianye City is an ancient city of ten thousand years old, but it is still crowded with people. There are many cultivators coming and going, and there are also many disciples of the immortal sect of the great sect interspersed in it.Zhuge Buliang was careful, but luckily he didn't see any arrest warrants about himself here.

Although this place is also in the southern region, it is still relatively far from Taiyi Xianzong.

Walking around the city, the buildings here are rather stylish, and finally, Zhuge Buliang came to the center of the city.He looked up, and in the sky, the Demon Subduing Pestle exuded golden radiance, hovering over Qianye City.

In front of him was a golden palace, with a big "卍" gold seal floating above the palace. It was not so much a palace as a majestic temple.

At this time, a handsome little Shani, with fair skin, clasped his hands, and a string of crystal and bright Buddhist beads hung on his wrist, and looked around with a pair of big smart eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha." Zhuge Buliang walked up to Xiao Shani and recited the Buddha's name.

"You are the person Master is looking for?" Xiao Shani looked Zhuge Buliang up and down.

"Before there was a poor master who asked me to come here to find him." Zhuge Buliang said.

"Oh, that's right, Master asked me to pick you up, I've been waiting for half an hour, why did you arrive?" Little Shani pouted and said dissatisfied.

Zhuge Buliang was about to explain, but he heard Xiao Shani say: "Okay, don't dawdle, Master is waiting for you, come with me."

Saying that, Little Shani turned around and walked towards the magnificent temple, followed by Zhuge Buliang, and walked into the temple.The inside is resplendent and magnificent, with statues of golden arhats and kings of Ming Dynasty standing on both sides, which adds a little coercion.

As soon as he entered the palace, Zhuge Buliang immediately heard the Sanskrit singing from around him.It seems to have really come to a Buddhist pure land.

"It's unbelievable that the monk with rags lived in such an imposing place." Zhuge Buliang thought to himself.

Finally, Xiao Shani brought Zhuge Buliang to a treasure hall: "Master is inside." He said the door and walked in, not polite at all, as if he was entering his own room.

After leaving the door, there is another world inside, a valley with beautiful mountains and clear waters, flying waterfalls and flowing springs, and a hundred flowers blooming.

In this regard, Zhuge Buliang was not surprised. When Xiao Shani entered the door, she felt a strange fluctuation.

In a gazebo in the middle of the small valley, there stood a monk dressed in gold, with a solemn treasure, with a Buddha light on his head, and his whole body exuded a breath of Buddha nature, as if standing there like a golden arhat.He didn't put his hands together, but put his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery of the valley in front of him.

When Zhuge Buliang saw this monk, he was not surprised.Judging from his appearance, he should be the impoverished monk I talked to before.But at this moment, his face is radiant, not only his temperament has changed obviously, but even his clothing, which is a tattered monk's robe, has changed into a golden outfit.

"This..." Zhuge Buliang looked dazzled. [

"Little friend, are you surprised?" the impoverished monk laughed.

Zhuge Buliang smiled wryly, and said: "To be honest, I met the master twice, but the feeling is completely different."

"That's natural. What my little friend saw before was nothing more than a transformation of the old monk." The impoverished monk said.Suddenly, he formed a Buddha seal with both hands, and two colors of brilliance, one gold and one black, gushed out from his body.

Among them, the golden streamer turned into a tattered monk with folded hands, exactly the image of poverty that Zhuge Buliang had seen before.

And that stream of black ink turned into a ferocious, blue-faced and long-toothed Toutuo, exuding a ferocious aura all over his body, and there was even a devil cloud churning above his head.

A Buddha son full of Buddha nature, and a vicious head Tudor.

These are the two incarnations of poor monks.

"brush!"

The two avatars all disappeared, and the impoverished monk laughed and said, "It was one of my avatars, the old monk, who talked to you before."

"Hehehe, it's amazing. Master's Buddhist skills are very powerful. I am the master's direct disciple, and now I can summon a clone." Xiao Shani beside him said with a smile.

"Xiaoyun, go down first, I have something to talk to this little friend." Poverty waved his hand

"Oh." Xiao Yun nodded reluctantly, and left obediently.

Only the impoverished monk and Zhuge Buliang were left in the pavilion.But the impoverished monk didn't seem to want to speak first, he just looked at Zhuge Buliang with a smile.

Nai, Zhuge Buliang could only say first: "Excuse me, master, you said earlier, why didn't I know what Buddha treasures are on me?"

The impoverished monk suddenly laughed and didn't say anything, just a little bit of Zhuge Buliang's chest, and the clothes on Zhuge Buliang's upper body were instantly torn.On his chest, a piece of paper talisman was exposed. This paper talisman seemed to be connected with Zhuge Buliang's flesh and blood, and black mantras emerged from it, like little snakes.

"Master, you are"

The poor monk said with a smile: "The mantra on it is used by my Buddhist family."

"Buddhist mantra!" Zhuge Buliang said unexpectedly, he subconsciously thought of the black gourd with Yin and Yang fires, could it be that the treasure of Buddhism made by poor monks is that gourd?

The poor monk said: "It's due to the old monk. This mantra can be traced back at least 2 years ago, because the old monk has seen this mantra in a Buddhist relic and heard about it. Some legends of the text."

Seeing that Zhuge Buliang was silent, the impoverished monk continued: "It should be more than 2 years ago, there was a legendary figure in Buddhism, but for some reason he fell into the way of demons and became a demon monk. However, his cultivation level is indeed terrifying. When the three rumored immortals invited him to fight, he broke their necks and beat the three immortals to their wits. Bizzy."

"Immortal Emperor?" Zhuge Buliang frowned.

The poor monk said: "I also heard the title of Immortal Emperor from some rumors. It is said that in a very distant era, there was a man whose cultivation reached the sky. He was born in the chaos and raised by nature. domain, is the master of this world.”[

Hearing this, Zhuge Buliang was greatly surprised, who is the master who created the Great Desolate Immortal Territory.But what surprised him even more was the demon monk mentioned by the poor monks. He could stand shoulder to shoulder with this immortal emperor, and his cultivation might be against the sky.

"Of course, rumors are rumors after all. None of us have seen them with our own eyes. There is even evidence to confirm the appearance of a person like the Immortal Emperor. What kind of strength did the demon monk 2 years ago have? I haven’t seen it before, maybe it’s just rumors and rumors.”

"There are no groundless things in the world." Zhuge Buliang said this.

The impoverished monk nodded and said: "The legend about the immortal emperor is too illusory. But that demon monk does exist. Before you came, you saw the subduing demon pestle guarding the sky above Qianye City. This Buddha treasure It was left by the demon monk back then."

"Oh!?" This surprised Zhuge Buliang.

"Although the demon monk has fallen into the way of demons, he is the first Buddhist cultivator in history who has both Buddha and demon nature." The poor monk said, and finally he pointed to the black mantra on Zhuge Buliang's chest, saying: "This This kind of incantation is the unique incantation of that demon monk back then."

Zhuge Buliang touched the paper talisman on his chest that was connected to his own flesh and blood. This paper talisman looked like a Taoist talisman used by Taoism, but unexpectedly it came from Buddhism.

"Based on these alone, you can conclude that I have the treasure of the Buddhist family on me?"

"Of course not." The poor monk said: "About 500 years ago, the old monk got something left by the demon monk, which seemed to be a part of a magic weapon. When you came, the old monk clearly felt that you The aura emanating from my body is completely consistent with the aura of the incomplete magic weapon left by the demon monk in my hand."

Zhuge Buliang stopped talking, but fell into deep thought. He was thinking whether the black gourd on his body was the magic weapon left by the demon monk back then.

"The old monk is the lord of Qianye City, and all cultivators who enter Qianye City cannot escape the eyes of the old monk." The impoverished monk added.

"Master, can you show me the broken magic weapon in your hand?" Zhuge Buliang looked at the impoverished monk.

The impoverished monk didn't pretend, he nodded without hesitation, a palm-sized awl appeared in the palm of his hand, the whole body was black.But on the awl, there is a fierce arhat carved on it.

"kindness"

At this moment, Zhuge Buliang let out a muffled snort, only feeling a scorching hot air surge in his body.The black gourd that was originally taken into his body flew out by itself, spinning on top of Zhuge Buliang's head.

"This is..." the impoverished monk stared at the black gourd without blinking, and said, "It must be true, this breath is exactly the same as the thing in my hand, the old monk, it seems that the two are one."

"The one in the master's hand should be a gourd plug." Zhuge Buliang judged, the jet-black awl would fit perfectly if it was stuck in the mouth of the gourd.

The impoverished monk raised his hand to touch the black gourd, but at this moment, a yin and yang energy enveloped the black gourd.The impoverished monk stepped back quickly, and looked at his palm again, and there was a large area of ​​burns.

"Master, I'm sorry." Zhuge Buliang apologized, and quickly took back the gourd.

"Little friend, is there Yin Yang Fire inside?" The impoverished monk's face became serious.